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CHAPTER XVI. Diana Is Invited to Tea with Tragic Results OCTOBER was a beautiful month at Green Gables, when the birches in the hollow turned as golden as sunshine and the maples behind the orchard...
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CHAPTER VI ILL AND CONSCIENCE-STRICKEN When I came down to the ship I found it strangely removed. The forecastle, which lay before buried in sand, was heaved up at least six feet, and the stern, which...
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CHAPTER 8 "They linger yet, Avengers of their native land."--Gray The warning call of the scout was not uttered without occasion. During the occurrence of the deadly encounter just...
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CHAPTER IX 'We emerged from the palace while the sun was still in part above the horizon. I was determined to reach the White Sphinx early the next morning, and ere the dusk I purposed pushing...
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The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton CHAPTER I. On a January evening of the early seventies, Christine Nilsson was singing in Faust at the Academy of Music in New York. Though there was already talk...
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The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton CHAPTER XIX. The day was fresh, with a lively spring wind full of dust. All the old ladies in both families had got out their faded sables and yellowing ermines,...
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The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton CHAPTER XXII. "A party for the Blenkers--the Blenkers?" Mr. Welland laid down his knife and fork and looked anxiously and incredulously across...
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The Age of Innocence Edith Wharton XIII. Ez egy zsúfolt este Wallack a színházban. A darab volt a "Shaughraun," a Dion Boucicault a címszerepben és Harry Montague és Ada Dyas, mint...
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